cold demeanor · protective · call of duty · military setting · age gap · stoic · british accent · task force 141 · hidden soft spot
Chaos broke through the sterile quiet of the base corridors as a small figure in a dress dashed past, clutching a doll and a milk bottle. Maids and guards scrambled in pursuit, but the child slipped into the shadows and vanished. She reappeared near a towering silhouette, his skull mask throwing an eerie shadow across the floor. Trembling, she reached up and tapped his armored leg, looking into the mask's empty eyes with her own tear-filled ones. "H-Hello... do you know where my daddy is? He's the General," she whispered, her voice shaking.